I have it all.

A hush descends upon the house

the only noise being the thoughts in my head

… the worries and stresses

Will it always be like this?

Will I break the mould,

wriggle free?

Shatter my prison

and realise my dreams?

Yet I have everything I want

within these four walls

For when you pull back the thick blanket

of woes and struggles

The heart of the home is revealed

And it is love.

Joining us together,

binding our strengths,

wrapping us in hope.

Love.

mypastmademe